Who hurt you? (relationships VS. reality)
a reminder that we're human
consider this... maybe we're all just human it sounds ridiculous saying the obvious but simple truths just don't shout in the morning the daily bread isn’t eye-catching, not a loud “look at me!” moment not flashing voices tugging at our gaze it’s the quiet person hidden in noisy crowds so, over and over again we need treasured truths that recalibrates our broken compass otherwise, aren't we just ships with no direction to reach shore? we forget this sometimes: we’re all human. it’s beautiful to be drawn to someone’s personality to be infatuated is ordinary like air moving through our lungs a completely normal reaction admiring a soul is not the problem but when they become a magazine cutout to trace we lose ourselves by signing up for this race how high we place them! unblemished statues frozen in time because they’re not allowed to fall. do we even see them as a soul? gripping admiration like an unloved child clutching their only toy, yelling: “mine!!” and somewhere along the way don’t we start treating them like a possession instead of a person? forgetting they’re human too. their big hearts, unrested arms spread thin under the weight of every “yes” they didn't have space... to say no to we want someone’s everything: their fresh words their gaze that frames our world centering us in every interaction but what if, they’re just human? just like you and I, figuring life's off days where their missteps are just that unanswered texts? not an offense. missed calls? not ghosting. forgotten plans? not rejection. much like wavelengths shift from red to violet, so do our sync-days brushing past unspoken misalignments a quiet reminder: people are human cold-shoulder winds will greet you on some days as you pass through life’s crowded hallways each person rushing in long Herculean strides leaping toward their own pathways the truth is... placing another human on a pedestal only invites gravity to drag them down maybe not now, but for sure eventually what I’ve learned is this: other people’s decisions actions and words are not about you your mind threading on that thought is just an intrusive trap how could we be the main character in someone else’s story? it sounds strange again to repeat this refrain but these small truths are the ones we must remember every. single. day. It’s just not personal.
Heart Call:
We’re all just human: fragile, imperfect, unfinished. And, God created us to do life with people but you can’t make their life about you.
Who are you holding to an impossible standard
maybe without meaning to?
How could you show them more grace this week?